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or go so far as to resist.

PE had gotten a write-up for congregating before.

It was called failure to disperse,

and he was sent into solitary confinement.

He didn't think the ************ celebration

would get that tense.

But if it did--

Hey, if you catch a thread, you'll look me in the face.

Look, we didn't buy a circuit when I came with it.

Got no beef, no one to sit you up for.

A week and a half before the celebration,

Silk and Michael started buying ingredients from commissary--

noodles, rice, meat.

Where did you keep all the food?

No, I was in the back of the kitchen counter.

In your cell?

Yeah.

I was put through the door.

Silk bought over 60 cans of soda from the soda machine.

I bought all the popsicles.

He took all of them to my place.

And was it crowded?

Like, how much space did that food take up in your cell?

Well, yes, it was.

It was crowded.

It was about a 10 by 12.

I had stuff, believe it.

I had stuff everywhere.

Meanwhile, PE was in charge of getting onions and bell peppers--